Pratima Jahnavi
1 min readMar 25, 2018

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Wind beneath my wings.

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My toes don't move,
And feet can't flinch.

My fingers freeze,
And the hands are numb.

My tongue is tied,
And the jaw is locked.

But the heart? The heart?
It doesn't seem to get it.

Flutters like a new born butterfly,
soft but strong.

Soars like a rocket,
doing its thing.

Wanders like a nomad,
without boundaries or limits.

Swift like the humming bird,
tiny but unstoppable.

Powerful like a plane,
a second before it leaves ground.

Are you the strength that broke my mould?

Are you the energy the fuels my flight?

Are you taking the lead?

Are you my hidden super power?

Are you the wind beneath my wings?

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